An elven man dressed in strange armor of steel and bamboo affixes a note to the board in the cafe.
To the person(s) viewing this note,
First of all, if there's more than one of you at a time, give each other some room. And try not to look so creepy, you're only reading the notices. You're not some stalker, right? Good.
Now, this is about the recent incident with the big burning fire bug thing in the Bazaar. I don't know about you guys, but I come here to relax, and angry fire spirits do not help me relax. Unless you're into that kind of thing, in which case, you're a little weird. Anyways, for those that don't know, there's a giant fire spirit with a serious anger issue running around attacking people. But don't worry, thanks to my daring battle, the big guy ran off. Wouldn't even talk to me, either.
Now, it's not usually my kind of thing to deal with rogue spirits on my days off, but this might be a problem. I mean, last time I checked, fiery things tend to cause lots of trouble, burning down villages and whatnot. So this seems like a pretty serious problem. Are there any other good, crazy, or bored people out there who want to help calm the thing down? I'd really appreciate the help. After all, my dashing good looks and heroism can only do so much. But more than you think.
I've used all the paper to write down my message. That was intentional. Use your own parchment, you bums. In fact, this paragraph only exists to take up more paper, as will my extravagantly long signature. Cheers!
-Xen Tiras, Samurai of the Fire Clan, Single Elf Male, and Hero For Hire Most Likely Not To Get Paid.
Xen nods to himself with a smile and walks off, whistling merrily